To all my faithful readers out there thank you for your patience. This has been a month of transition for me so i apoloigize for the lack of updates. I aslo apoloigze for the shortness of the chapters. I write as inspiration strikes, but once its gone well you can figure out the rest. Thank you so much for your reviews they do encourage me. I will try and get another update soon. Thank you and enjoy!

Oh and on a side note I actually get to see Wicked tonight! For those who asked a long itme ago the title is from the musical Wicked. If you ever get the chance go listen to the soudntrack or read the book. Both are amazing!

Hermione woke to find an empty bed. She blushed as she remembered the previous night. After she had changed Draco had pulled her into bed and held her through the night. She stretched and found a note on his pillow. It seemed he had a meeting with the Dark Lord and then some business venture to tend to. She sighed and was about to go back to sleep when Dog knocked, "Is mistress awake?" he asked.

She rubber her eyes sleepily, "I'm awake," she mumbled.

Mrs. Weasley is here to see you," he said with a grin. "Shall I tell her you'll see her later?" he asked.

Hermione shook her head as she began to tremble, "I'll see her in the," she gulped. "I'll see her in the parlor." She paused. "Oh Dog. Please bring a tray for breakfast."

"Anything for mistress," Dog said and with a pop was gone.

Hermione began to tremble. It had to be Pansy. Why was she here? Did she want to gloat about Ron? Where was Ron? Had something bad happen to him? Hermione quickly showered and changed into jeans and a sweater. One of the nice things about being a Malfoy was that she had the entire fashion world at her command.

She walked down the steps and saw Pansy's long wheat colored hair. "Mrs. Weasley," Hermione greeted.

Pansy looked up with a grin, "Mrs. Malfoy," she replied.

Hermione saw a sparkling ring on Pansy's finger and a rush of anger swept through her. That was supposed to be her ring. Ron was supposed to be her husband. "But what of Draco?" a voice in her head piped up. She couldn't ignore the fact that he worshiped the ground she walked on. He was patient, attentive and intelligent. She looked into Pansy's eyes and saw that they sparkled. Did she truly love Ron? "Would you like to share breakfast with met?"

Pansy nodded as they sat. "It is so good to finally see you. I owled Draco early this week and asked if I could visit. This morning he owled back and said he thought it was a good idea."

Hermione sighed as she sipped her coffee. Even though she was married she was still a prisoner. As much as she wanted to forget it she couldn't. She was a political prisoner. "Let's skip the niceties. I haven't decided if I actually want to talk to you, but you have information I want. How is Ron?"

Pansy blushed, "He is doing well. At first it was rather difficult. He missed you horribly as you missed him. It broke my heart to know I had caused him so much pain. Finally he started to come around. He found out that Percy was still alive and we began to talk." She paused as she watched Hermione's expression change. "Please don't tell me how wrong this sounds," Pansy pleaded softly. I know it is not conventional and I apologize for that. Times have changed. We are all different. War changes people. Draco and I just wanted normal lives. We love each other, but not as lovers. We love each other as the family we never had. Our parents just wanted power. Hermione, Draco loves you."

"This I am aware," Hermione snapped. "Every way I turn he is declaring his love for me."

Pansy smirked, "Funny I did the same with Ronald until he came around. It is only a matter of time," she whispered.

"Never," Hermione growled.

Pansy laughed, "Oh stop that. You know you are only playing a part. Somewhere inside of you is starting to warm up to him. You think you despise him, but you don't. You know deep down that you are beginning to care for him. You will want to have his children. You will want a real family." She paused as she saw the defeat in Hermione's eyes. "I only tell you this, because I know it is true. You think I am telling you this because I want to harm you. The reason I tell you this is because I know from experience. I am pregnant."

Hermione gasped and fell back to the chair she had been edging off of. "Say it isn't so," she whispered.

Pansy smiled sadly, "How much long are going to deny what is between you and Draco?"

Hermione gasped and muttered something unintelligent.

Pansy grinned as she began to take her leave, "Times are changing. I know I couldn't offer you any comfort, but I can offer truth. Ronald loves me. He tells me so. He shows me. I know he loves me. I love him. Draco loves you. Please open your heart to him" She stood across form Hermione and put a friendly hand on her shoulder. "I can see the battle in your eyes. If you just open your heart you can see what a wonderful life you have ahead of you." She dropped her hand and smiled, "Farewell. We shall see each other again."

Hermione was speechless as she watched Pansy go. She was carrying Ron's baby. She realized that she had barely let Ron touch her let alone have his child. Draco…she collapsed in the chair and began to weep. She did care for him. As much as she didn't want to admit it she did. She may not love him, but she was fond of him. And when he touched her…a blush began to stain her cheek. He made her feel so loved and special. He had somehow known what would make her feel good. It was still going to be an uphill battle, but one day. She let a soft smile drift across her face as she had a vision of her and Draco as parents. Maybe they could make this work.

"Did you talk to her?" Draco asked Pansy at the café.

Pansy nodded, "I even told her I was pregnant.

"You didn't have to tell her so soon," Draco interrupted.

Pansy eyes Draco carefully, "Yes I did. If you want us to be friends I have to be honest. It will continue to be a battle for you, but she will come around."

Draco buried his face in his hands, "How do you know?"

Pansy smiled, "Because every time I brought you up she would blush and go all stupid on me. There is something there. She is starting to realize it. Just keep going slow and before long you will be starting a happy family of you own.

Draco smiled, "I hope so. I really hope so."